Chapter 467 - 305: Soul-Burning Threads Severed! The ’Sea God’ Roars, Broken Star Reef in Turmoil

This was a simple matter of overwhelming power.

Han Feng’s Spiritual Power was a staggering 4500 Hz, far exceeding that of an ordinary Tier Four Middle Stage Grandmaster.

After the shockwave passed, Han Feng stood as steady as a rock.

With Han Feng blocking the brunt of it, Zhao Tianlan was spared from most of the Spiritual Shock.

The pilots in the Titan Battle Armor surrounding him, however, weren’t so lucky.

The violent severing of their spiritual connections had granted them a brief moment of clarity. But in the next instant, the psychic scream knocked them out cold. Blood streamed from their noses and mouths as they lost consciousness completely.

Zhao Tianlan’s body trembled, his brow furrowed in obvious agony.

’I don’t have time to waste with you.’

Han Feng moved with extreme speed, without a moment’s hesitation.

He strode to Zhao Tianlan’s X-02 Fighter and placed his right hand directly on the jet’s cold fuselage.

The system prompt arrived as expected.

[Ding! Flying Sword, Shadow X-02, detected. Connect?]

[Yes!]

In an instant, Han Feng’s Spiritual Power forcibly linked with the Shadow X-02, achieving a state of Human-Machine Unity.

In his Perception, the steel fighter, weighing dozens of tons, now felt like an extension of his own body.

It was a hundred times more responsive than when Zhao Tianlan himself was piloting it.

"Up!"

BOOM—!

The X-02 Fighter’s vector engines instantly spewed a blinding blue exhaust flame. With no runway, it performed a brutal vertical takeoff, rocketing straight into the sky.

At the same time, the Spiritual Energy Propulsion Device on Han Feng’s back activated at full power. He became a shadow, sticking close to the fighter’s side as they ascended in perfect sync.

SPLASH!

Less than three seconds after they left the ground, the sea below suddenly exploded.

A dozen gray tentacles, each several meters thick, shot out from beneath the waves. Accompanied by a sickening stench and colossal waves, they frantically lunged for the fighter and Han Feng in the air.

The tentacles’ surfaces were covered in suckers and barbs, and their thrashing made the very air crackle.

But the creature had clearly underestimated the acceleration of the "Ghost" fighter.

WHOOSH!

The fighter and the human figure carved a perfect arc through the sky, instantly breaking the sound barrier.

The terrifying tentacles grasped at empty air, whipping uselessly and stirring up a massive cloud of mist.

Han Feng hovered a thousand meters in the air, looking down.

He fully activated his [Spiritual Vision].

In his sight, the sea around Broken Star Reef was in a complete uproar.

The immense gray Energy that had been dormant on the seabed was now churning and spreading wildly, like a disturbed hornet’s nest.

The Sea Beasts, their Spiritual Threads now severed, had gone berserk. They began to tear into and attack one another, instantly dyeing the ocean’s surface red with blood.

’This scale... there’s no way those charlatans from the Children of the Mist could pull this off.’

Watching the chaotic yet strangely ordered Energy Field below, a suspicion in Han Feng’s mind grew clearer.

The Children of the Mist, despite their insidious methods, were merely a group of opportunists borrowing High-dimensional Power.

But this... this ability to instantly turn miles of ocean into a biological battery, subtly resonating with the rules of Space itself—it felt less like them and more like the revival of some ancient law.

"Dragon Abyss..."

Han Feng mulled over the two words.

It seemed the impending fragment of the Dragon Abyss World was far more complex, and far more dangerous, than anyone had anticipated.

But this only made the excitement in his eyes grow stronger.

Greater danger often meant greater rewards.

He tapped his finger in the empty air, setting an automatic return-to-base program for the hovering X-02 Fighter beside him.

"Take him back."

Han Feng issued the command into the empty comms channel.

The fighter vibrated slightly as if it understood his command, turned its nose, and flew toward Dragon’s Fang Port, leaving a long trail of exhaust in its wake.

...

「Meanwhile.」

Hundreds of meters below Broken Star Reef, deep inside a massive underwater cavern that glowed with an eerie blue light.

Within a dilapidated palace that clearly bore the style of an ancient civilization.

A man in a gray robe and a bronze mask scrambled to dodge a huge boulder falling from the ceiling.

Around him, a dozen of his similarly gray-robed subordinates were writhing on the ground in agony, clutching their heads. Some were even bleeding from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, having died on the spot.

「Just moments ago.」

The spiritual network connecting them to the outside world had been violently severed.

Immediately after, the "great being" that had been feeding in its slumber awakened without warning, falling into an unprecedented rage.

The entire palace was shaking violently as if the apocalypse had arrived.

"Damn it! Damn it all!"

The man in the bronze mask—the Sea Patrol Envoy, one of the Twelve Holy Envoys of the Children of the Mist—was screaming hysterically at his underlings.

"Who was it?"

"Who angered the Sea God!"

"Lord... Lord Holy Envoy..."

A subordinate with a blood-covered face struggled to his feet, his voice trembling.

"Just now... the spiritual network’s feedback... I think... I think someone up there... cut... the lines..."

"Cut?"

The Sea Patrol Envoy was stunned.

He snapped his head up, staring at the thick rock ceiling above, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The Sea God himself had laid this spiritual network.

Any ant below Tier Four would be turned into an idiot just by touching it, let alone severing it.

Even a Tier Four Powerhouse couldn’t have severed so many threads at once!

’Could it be... that monster from Dragon’s Fang Island is here?’

A trace of fear flashed in the Sea Patrol Envoy’s eyes.

If that was the case, they would probably all meet their end here today.

But then, an even more terrifying roar echoed from the depths of the palace, and a gray ripple, visible to the naked eye, swept outward.